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| 2:02 | 
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Kibbee-Parks
Instrumental |
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| 3:45 | 
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| 3. |
| 3:42 |
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Kibbee-Parks
Many a mile to go and promise to keep and I'm falling asleep. I don't wanna go to sleep. I don't wanna. to sleep. I don't wnna I'm dreamin' this dream and it not very clear The reason I'm there or why am I here. I'm thinkin' I'm sinkin' and I wanna know when we're not here oh where do we go? Do not forsake me my dear! I let you go out when the coast become clear To the wild blue and beyond I'd tell you more if I'd been where no one been before Do not forsake me my dear! I won't forsake you my son! Be by your side that day my race had been run 'Til then it's all up to you You take a part of my heart as you start to slip through! We find that faraway shore We have to say "Goodbye" nevermore We leave behind our certain-for-sure To me it seem like dreaming. Mine is but to do or die And never want for the reason why We just set sail up into the sky To me it seems like flying. Why oh why the sky. Why oh why is it blue and why am I me tell me why are you you. Why are you-hoo? Like why is there right and why is there wrong And why does the weak go along with the strong. Gotta git along. And why is night. It feel like a fright Oh and where is the light that wuz burnin' so bright Burnin' so bright Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Ah- Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Ah- Do not forsake me my dear! |
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| 2:16 |
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| 5. |
| 3:20 |
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Kibbee-Parks
Stretch yousef out let me tell you what it's all about Doubtless you wanna know I been a queen and I seen high society Climb the stairs so many times with milionaires just to help them chase their cares away These are the does I suppose you all knows how to play An invitation to sin An' begin to be gay! Pick a winner red hot chicken dinner Sinner or hep yousef to some quail We got a covey, a bevy of love for sale If she suit you fancy if you need romancin' don't let this chance pass you by This ain't no dime a dance so let that old eagle fly An invitation to sin An'begin to be gay! I done some time back in my prime My crime was that I didn't know when to quit. Times waz unkind to me. Now I don't mind a bit. Face you can't forget night of love you won't regret Feelin' you ain't felt before If you can't pay sonny just make you way out de door An invitation to sin and begin to be gay! |
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| 2:55 |
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Gilkyson-Parks
Home! To my destiny dear Home! I can rest without fear Home! For the soul who has found he is half not whole! Home! Place where I find relaxion Home! For some natural action Home! From the cold an the glitter and that is not gold! At Home by the fire You only desire to Go out and get in a stew Could get you in trouble Get home on the double You're dreaming! You dream can come true where you knew it would right from the start Please believe me Home! With its warren, its peace-time Home! With its famine and feast Home! Last not least for the beauty within you beast! Where there is tranquility Half happability yearning to let what may come come in tender and loving care even the foul is fair Let every road lead to Rome! Not to ruin my Homely! home! Sweet Home! Half! Have a mind to get my situation Wholly owned and only consolation Back to bed to habitate when I get back home My mind have been churnin' My feet has been burnin' My heart had been turnin' to Love. And he who laughs last you see, ain't gotta laugh on me And all that I'm speaking of Please believe me is Homely! Home! Sweet Home! You just set you feet back on the ground and turn around and get back home! |
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| 3:52 |
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Kibbee-Parks
You light on my feet Fine and so fleet So indiscreet We should meet around midnight You may be insincere You whisper in my ear Some words that may be unclear but they sound so right And my head begins to spin When my heart sez it's a sin Never let the dance begin Once again To begin You have your way with the women You who captivate with your rhythm I can't quite forget or forgive 'em I'm not just a doll built for the ball After I fall dancin' is all you may recall After the ball I remember well elegant swell The spell you weave very well in the moonlight Ooh! Every move you make Your flashing eyes would break The hardest heart in Atlanta it just ain't right. You-- a master of the game Me a moth and you a flame You don't even know my name Just a dame All the same You have your way with the women You who captivate with your rhythm I can't quite forget or forgive 'em So do your worst! You'll be my first At last in love I'm lost and long to care Free from it all! Fated to fall My femme fatale! Always on call! Winsome withal after the ball Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh |
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| 4:03 |
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Parks
We will break bread and we won't wonder why In that great reunion in that by 'n' bye. Look away! Look away! Look away! Look away! First come first serve will be the president If he had the nerve he'd axe de goverment Look away! Look away! Look away! Look away! Look away! Hear the train comin'! You all get on board! Let the population be of one accord! Look away! Look away! Look awoooooooooooooooooooooooooo Fine- |
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| 3:26 |
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Kibbee-Parks
Off the wall wallflower Now the dance has begun It's our shining hour 'til all our dancin' is done Mammy Whammy Jammy cookin' up on a stove For me and my Buttercup Things have been lookin' up in Hominy Grove. Sweet Hominy! You the wild wild flower that my garden has grown How I in your power And you a rake on you own! Hottentot Hot Toddy Cinnamon and a clove For lovin' our lovin' cup Things have been lookin' up In Hominy Grove. Sweet Hominy! Inst. - My whole heart's affection Would I lay at your feet Why one man's confection could be another man's sweet? Weave in my direction When the web has been woven Stick us together like Birds of a feather. Down in Hominy Grove. Sweet Hominy! |
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